Winter Day (2009)

My hands tremulous from the cold

I grasp the clay mug

The scent of chamomile wafts by

The hot liquid traverses down my throat

Warming my body

My cheeks sanguine

I thrust open the wooden door

To relish in this snowy day

*Published in Expressions magazine (Mensa)

* Poem of the day on Shreve Memorial Library’s Electronic Poetry Network    May 2010

* Published in FRED Mensa magazine